For the life of me I can’t remember what we called these when I was a child – all I remember was the first visit each December we made to my grandparents house involved a lot of running around the house, searching out these little nylon wrapped faces. There were dozens of them (at least…
Tag: trips
the familiar
Man, it’s good to be back. ….. We love seeing everyone each Thanksgiving – especially those that we only see once a year, and we love eating and eating and eating, and visiting and visiting and visiting. And we even love the piling up in one big hotel bed and binging on those food show…
part three
The last part of our trip was in Las Vegas – M had a three day conference, and I tagged along for the free hotel room and dinner dates. This was my second trip to this city – both for convention-type events – and I must say, it’s not growing on me. I’m not complaining…